Chapter 14 - Restoring the Garden
By early summer, the south gardens of the Moretti estate were in full, glorious bloom.
Hundreds of white, blush, and crimson roses climbed the newly constructed cedar trellises, filling the warm afternoon air with an intoxicating fragrance.
Thomas Russo was in his absolute element.
His burned hand had healed remarkably well, leaving only faint silvery scars across his palm—scars he wore like medals of honor. With a full crew of eager young apprentices under his direction, Thomas oversaw the most breathtaking botanical grounds in the entire state.
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Visitors from charitable foundations and cultural societies frequently toured the outer arboretum, marveling at the harmony and elegance of the historic estate.
And at the very center of the private courtyard, in the exact spot where the fire had once blackened the earth, stood a brand-new, thriving garden bed.
